Betrayed My Husband
Refusing

"Qila, she didn't bother you today, did she?" asked Roman after we finished lunch together at my boutique.

"No. How dare he again. There are you who always take care of me, fear him. Just then, his wife called me" I answered honestly.

"Well, the actor was your phone?" ask Ayu a little emotion.

"It's funny that his mistress was, and pretty thick a face was also her. He asked me to send Adam money."

"What's? Not wrong? Is he crazy? I think he really needs a psychiatric test!"

I could only smile faintly in response to Ayu's question. I am tired of facing this never ending problem. So, after a second thought, let them live their own lives. That's why I sold everything I ever bought with Mas Adam.

Although my heart aches, there is still a little bit of humanity in me as a woman. Although I have never been pregnant and given birth, I know the cost for it is not small. So, many times I send money to Mas Adam's account. Money from the sale of the things I bought with him. Not infrequently, I gave more for him, so that he could focus more on financing his pregnant wife. Also save funds for the cost of Astri's future delivery.

But, it seems like all of that was in vain. Adam did not see my good side. Right now, I really feel that Mas Adam is a stranger I don't know at all. His nature and attitude are very different. I don't know what he's working on and planning right now.

"It seems, Mas Adam had lied to him about the money I had been sending. A liar will remain a liar at all times. Not to rule out the possibility, right now he is playing crazy with other young girls," I said slowly.

"Yes, don't think about them. Your problems and their problems are done. It's past. Now, you just live your new life."

"Maybe it's hard, but I'm sure you can get through it. And don't forget, I'm always there for you" Ayu continued and embraced me.

Roman smiled as he ate the chocolate pudding he had bought. Sometimes he glanced at me, but I pretended not to see. Because I was afraid, Roman would declare his love to me again.

Risna came and helped pack up our leftover lunch trash. Risna was a good and diligent girl. But, I certainly don't want to go in the same hole a second time. Even though I currently do not have a husband or lover, but it turns out Astri often borrowed cashier money and until now he never returned it.

I'm too trusting to hand over the treasury to him, indeed never checked the cashier's finances. That's why, right now I'm still reluctant to hand over that power to Risna. After all, I have no other activities. So for now, let me take over the boutique financial matters.

"Qila, come out tonight, yuk" Roman asked me.

Ayu, who was chewing a donut, stopped her activities and looked at me alternately with Roman.

"Otherwise what are you afraid of? You're single now, Qila. Always remember yourself what's wrong?" persuade Ayu while I was still thinking about what answer I would give Roman.

"Yes. Relax ajalah. I just want to ask friends to shop for my monthly needs. You are a girl, you know more about what to buy and what not to buy. If I shop, I'll definitely push everything. I did treat it. How's it? Wanna? Yep... Yeah...!" Roman again persuaded me with his sometimes silly seduction.

"Hmmm... Okey. But not for long, yeah. I don't like going out for long. It's better at home, lying down, reading a novel or listening to music." I answered frankly.

"Udah-ud. No problem, I'll pick you up at 7 p.m., yeah. The usual dandan. So yourself, let's enjoy it,"

"Yes that. Do you think Aqila will dance so that you can go the same way? Dream about you, Rom!" said Ayu with a crisp laugh.

I couldn't help but laugh, neither did Roman. The three of us laughed together. This is the life I want. Free, free and no burden.

"If so, let's go now. Let this lady continue her work. If not, what is the fate of all these employees," Ayu exclaimed and moved from her seat.

Roman followed the stand. Then after hugging, Ayu walked towards the exit first. Roman was still standing in front of me. I know, she wanted to tell me something from now on. But he held it because Ayu was among us.

"Qila... I know it's too soon. But, I'm afraid if I don't have time to tell you this," Roman said with a trembling hand behind his pants pocket.

"Sorry, Rom. I know what I'm gonna say. And my answer will always be the same for you," I just went straight to the point.

"Listen first, Qila. This time I wasn't just saying how I felt. But... I wanted to propose to you. It doesn't matter if I have to wait for you. At least, I just want to make sure you're always in my sights."

"Rom, I know you mean well. But, I can't accept someone in my life just because he feels sorry for me. Or just want to protect. Marriage is not a joke that can be played like that."

"I really like you, Qila. A long time ago, and I'm sure you knew it!"

"The "feeling of liking can be due to several factors. Maybe just interested in the face alone, said the word or something like that. And it can disappear at any time, Rom. Sorry, I can't!" I insist on rejecting as subtly as possible Roman's statement.

"Qila, even if I propose to you right now, that doesn't mean we're getting married soon. We will wait for the right time. When your heart is absolutely sure to rebuild the household. With me, we're starting a new life." Roman's still trying to convince me.

I don't know why I couldn't feel any special vibes with Roman. To say it bluntly, I couldn't. I'm afraid Roman is too hurt.

"I'm not sure if someday I can open my heart to a marriage or not. Please don't force me anymore." I said in a slightly pleading tone to him.

It seems, Roman understood the hardness of my heart. He gently rubbed my right arm and smiled sweetly.

"alright. I won't force you again if it's your decision. Don't forget, tonight, yeah" he reminded me and walked out of the boutique

Maybe Ayu had been waiting for him with a myriad of questions.

'How can I accept a man as sincere and as good as you, Rom? If I had put my feelings to you, I would still not be able to be with you. You're too perfect for me.' My inner barkata.